Interpret:

Dropkick Murphys

Album:

The warrior's code

A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing
And the mice were squealing in my prison cell
To begin the morning the water boiling
Get up out of bed boy and clean up your cell


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And the auld triangle went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal


On a fine spring evening a lag lay dreaming
And the seagulls squealing high above the wall
On the day was dying and the wind was sighing
As I lay there crying in my prison cell


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Oh the screw was peeping and the lag was sleeping
As he lay there weeping for his poor gal


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In the female prison there are seventy women
And I wish to God it was with them that I did dwell


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